Pagbinasa mo itong storyang ito for sure you'll encounter a lot of typos and ungrammatical words.
May I remind you that this is a boy's love story. If you ever feel uncomfortable and happen to just stumble upon, please just leave.
Read at your own risk.
——2026——
I unpublished this story because I can't seem to finish or continue it, but this year I plan on finishing this first before the omegaverse series I initially planned on.
Please do read kindly and with open mind, I really appreciate you for even reading this part. Maraming Salamat po.
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Eros Hyacinthus learned early that loving someone could feel like waiting.
Waiting to be chosen.
Waiting to be enough.
Waiting for a heart to stop looking back.
Love was supposed to be simple—soft smiles, shared secrets, promises whispered like they could last forever. Eros believed in it with the innocence of someone who hadn't learned how easily people could change.
He loved CJ the way first loves are loved—completely, recklessly, without armor. He thought love, once given, would be returned the same way.
But first loves are never really last.
There was someone before him. A name that lingered. A memory that never faded. And when that past resurfaced, Eros felt himself slowly disappear from the story he thought he belonged to.
It wasn't loud.
Just the quiet realization that he was no longer the one being held.
So Eros learned to fold his feelings inward. To smile while breaking. To convince himself that heartbreak was just another lesson people had to survive.
Then Vincent Manansala entered his life.
Uninvited.
Unplanned.
Mischievous in the way storms are—disruptive, unavoidable, strangely comforting. Vincent wasn't meant to matter. Just a familiar name connected to someone else's history.
Yet Vincent stayed when others drifted away.
He didn't ask Eros to explain his pain. He didn't rush the healing. He simply became a presence—steady, warm, and dangerously easy to lean on.
And that was the terrifying part.
Because Eros was still holding onto a love that never chose him—
while slowly being chosen by someone he never meant to fall for.
He didn't choose trouble.
Trouble chose him.
2026
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When Trouble Chose Me
General FictionEros Hyacinthus believed love would be easier in a world that claimed to accept him. After a series of failed relationships, he thought he finally found the one in CJ-until CJ's first love, Marie, returned and took everything Eros thought was secure...
